"Oh." Although Ye Tingyu didn't understand very much, he still understood that his brother should attach great importance to Chu Qiluo.

Seeing him nodding, Ye Langya felt relieved. Although Ye Tingyu had a bad reputation, his promise was still very reliable. He raised his whip and left.

What he didn't see was that after he left, several black shadows immediately rolled into the wall of the Chu family's backyard.

Chu Qiluo, who was setting up the mourning hall, had not yet recovered her ankle, so she had to kneel on the ground and burn paper money, and told Uncle Fu, who was beside Hou, to pay attention to something. However, Wu Chenhuan was indeed capable, and every detail was exquisite and meticulous, and the things she bought were excellent. Although her attitude towards her was still not kind, she was considered to have done her best.

What satisfied her the most was the portrait of her father's life drawn by the painter, which was vivid, as if she was looking at her with a smile. While she was giving instructions, she secretly thought about the candidate to murder her father.

The emperor, although he believed that Ye Langya was not his attack, she was actually a little suspicious. After all, the most suspicious one was the emperor. Secondly, the king of Liguo, after all, it was impossible to frame it, but it was possible to lose several talented personnel and an assassin. Moreover, there was no one to choose...

She couldn't help frowning, and she couldn't think of anyone who would have to kill her father... and she used such exquisite poison. If it weren't for Ye Langya, when everyone came in, they would have seen a crushed body... If she wasn't present, no one would have noticed that it was murder...

According to the monthly sacrificial rules, the funeral will only be held for three days. Three days later, the father will be buried, which is when she thoroughly investigates the matter.

She finished explaining all the important things at hand, then stood up, and she felt dizzy for a moment, and she shook her eyes and felt that the candlelight suddenly disappeared. She only thought that it was caused by her dizziness, but she didn't expect a slight sound of a sword breaking through the air suddenly came from behind her ears.

She knows martial arts, but it does not mean that she is so stupid that she does not know how to resist. Chu Qiluo turned a deaf ear to the screams, immediately bent down to avoid the fatal sword, quickly picked up the iron basin burning paper money at her feet and threw it behind her. Seeing that she could see clearly, she grabbed a basin with one hand and threw four of them in a row.

flutter……

For a moment, the ashes scattered, and the servants rushed out of the house screaming, squeezed into the door of the mourning hall, and Bo Fu was hoarse and shouting: "Miss, Miss!"

Chu Qiluo had no time to take care of him. The assassin was obviously coming to her. As long as no one was with her, the others would be safe. She lifted up her long skirt and knew that the only place she could hide in the coffin... Her eyes were blocked, and the assassins dared not move. She took advantage of the ashes to hide in the curtain of the coffin, holding her breath and not daring to slack off at all.

"Who is coming!" It was the voice of Guard Wu, and the swords were connected. He fought with the assassin not far from her.

She pinched the silver needle tightly and adjusted her breathing, for fear that she would leak traces, but unexpectedly, the curtain behind her was suddenly lifted up, and she pricked her through the ground... One hand pinched her wrist with great accuracy: "Come with me."

Hearing that it was Ye Tingyu's voice, she calmed down and almost stabbed his eyes and quickly retracted the silver needle, swept over Ye Tingyu's complicated eyes, she nodded apologetically: "I thought it was an assassin..." With the force coming from his fingers, she carefully crawled out from the bottom of the coffin.

"I thought you didn't know martial arts." Ye Tingyu held her with one hand and opened the assassin with the other hand, and bent his lips mockingly: "The princess is really smart in pretending to be a pig and eating tigers."

"I really don't know martial arts." Chu Qiluo sighed, and ran along the way with him so much that he was out of breath: "It's just that I react faster than ordinary people, and I practiced it when I get a needle..."

"Go..." Ye Tingyu obviously cared about her concealment: "Just like your tricks to greet the emperor, don't fool me."

Forget it, if she already believes this, she will be useless to say anything, and she is silent.

The atmosphere became solemn. The servants knew how to do martial arts and had already run away. The brave ones only dared to sweat for their eldest lady by the wall. After all, they would be cut off like a melon when they went out, and no one dared to take such a risk.

Chu Qiluo was still struggling to follow at first, but later she found that the speed of the two was getting slower and slower. When they were about to reach the outer hall, they were almost still. Looking at the dazzled scene of Ye Tingyu fighting with people, she was only annoyed that she didn't bring some poison powder on her body, and now she couldn't help at all.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Tingyu and the assassins had already passed ten moves, and the assassins formed a siege. Ye Tingyu shouted loudly, and cut half of the head of an assassin who was about to attack with a sword, and pulled out a sword flower to close the momentum.

Plasma blood was flying all over the sky, and half of his head rolled around before he stopped. Everyone, who were only worried about Chu Qiluo's safety, held their breath and did not dare to breathe.

Perhaps this move was too harsh, and the assassins probably couldn't believe that this would be something that Prince Jin, who was pampered and could do, was stunned.

It's now! Chu Qiluo pulled Ye Tingyu with his backhand and fled. Of course, she did not forget to let Ye Tingyu run behind. After all, if she wanted to run behind, the assassin would be killed as soon as he caught up.

As soon as she ran to the outer courtyard, she stopped her pace. Ye Tingyu used a sword to remove an assassin's long sword and shouted in a low voice: "What?"

"You can't go into the yard." Chu Qiluo frowned and pointed at the screen wall: "Look, that shadow."

But the shadow of the tree swayed slightly in the breeze, without any abnormality... Seeing that she refused to move, Ye Tingyu couldn't help but feel impatient. He stood on the threshold and slashed one with one sword. He was really a man in the way. After killing three people, the assassins found themselves weak and did not dare to move for a while. The situation continued to stalemate.

Chu Qiluo took out the silver needle from his arms and secretly grind the number, thirty-four, almost the same.

The tree is called early winter. The leaves are extremely rare and the shadows are extremely thin. It is impossible to have such a thick ink color... It is probably a human being. Chu Qiluosa gave Ye Tingyu a silver needle: "There are about fourteen people on it, and these are twenty."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Tingyu had already thrown out the silver needle, sealed the acupoints of the remaining six assassins, and took her back to the house.

"how?"

"Brother will be here soon." Ye Tingyu's voice was extremely low. Anyway, assassins outside probably dared not come in, as long as they dragged Ye Langya to the arrival of him.

But the assassin was probably very skilled in martial arts. He actually broke through the acupoints and did not immediately wave his sword to kill them. Instead, he jumped out and took away several of his subordinates before leaving. Chu Qiluo and the others knew that they would not be able to stop them. They could only watch them fly out.

The assassin was so brave that he dared to stand on the treetops and sarcastically: "I heard that Prince Jin was open and honest for a long time, but I didn't expect that he would use a hidden weapon."
Chapter completed!